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Blue from Every Angle.
“Don’t focus on the darkness and sadness,” she says, and I glance up at her. She smiles warmly. “If you do, you won’t see the light even if it’s staring you in the face.”
“As an artist, I’m a student of life.
She’s in the past, and I don’t want to jolt her out of her daydream. Even though the memories ache, it’s the only way we get to see our loved ones—
The Arab proverb has never been truer: The worst of outcomes is what is most hilarious.
The thing is, hearing stories about the ocean’s rage is different from being caught in the middle of the angry waves.
this kinda reminds me of what i’m currently experiencing
No matter what happens, you remember that this world is more than the agony it contains. We can have happiness, Salama. Maybe it doesn’t come in a cookie-cutter format, but we will take the fragments and we will rebuild it.”
My breath hitches in my throat. I try desperately to gather at anything scientific to explain the act of falling in love. How long does it stay in the body incubating before I begin to show symptoms? Is it chronic or fleeting?
And I can’t remember the last time my mind was so quiet, comfortable in the unspoken words filling the silence.
“Do you see the colors?”
Fate has his strings, but we’re the ones who twist them together with our actions.
